Dorothy Parker

(22 August 1893 - 7 June 1967 / Long Branch / New Jersey)

Dorothy Parker Poems

1. Parties: A Hymn Of Hate 3/17/2014
2. The Passionate Freudian To His Love 3/17/2014
3. The Immortals 1/13/2003
4. Thomas Carlyle 1/13/2003
5. The Sea 1/13/2003
6. George Gissing 1/13/2003
7. Pour Prendre Conge 1/13/2003
8. The Leal 1/13/2003
9. Prologue To A Saga 1/3/2003
10. Sonnet For The End Of A Sequence 1/13/2003
11. Guinevere At Her Fireside 1/3/2003
12. The Satin Dress 1/13/2003
13. The White Lady 1/13/2003
14. D.G. Rossetti 1/3/2003
15. Rondeau RedoublÉ 1/13/2003
16. Ninon De Lenclos, On Her Last Birthday 1/13/2003
17. Ornithology For Beginners 1/13/2003
18. George Sand 1/13/2003
19. Roundel 1/13/2003
20. Sonnet On An Alpine Night 1/13/2003
21. Story Of Mrs. W- 1/13/2003
22. The Homebody 1/13/2003
23. They Part 1/13/2003
24. The Searched Soul 1/3/2003
25. Walter Savage Landor 1/13/2003
26. Requiescat 1/13/2003
27. Iseult Of Brittany 1/13/2003
28. Renunciation 1/13/2003
29. There Was One 1/13/2003
30. The Evening Primrose 1/13/2003
31. The Dramatists 1/13/2003
32. The Willow 1/13/2003
33. The New Love 1/13/2003
34. Reuben's Children 1/13/2003
35. Victoria 1/13/2003
36. The Gentlest Lady 1/3/2003
37. The Thin Edge 1/13/2003
38. Sight 1/13/2003
39. On Cheating The Fiddler 1/13/2003
40. The Second Oldest Story 1/13/2003
Best Poem of Dorothy Parker

A Very Short Song

Once, when I was young and true,
Someone left me sad-
Broke my brittle heart in two;
And that is very bad.

Love is for unlucky folk,
Love is but a curse.
Once there was a heart I broke;
And that, I think, is worse.

Read the full of A Very Short Song

Recurrence

We shall have our little day.
Take my hand and travel still
Round and round the little way,
Up and down the little hill.

It is good to love again;
Scan the renovated skies,
Dip and drive the idling pen,
Sweetly tint the paling lies.

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